"Bleeding, eh?"

[Trix]

The sound of a desprate cry peirced the air, followed by an agonized shreik. The sound of cracking bones followed, coupled with malicious laughter. The night was hot, and the scent of death loomed over this place.

A pair of ice- almost white-blue eyes stared emotionlessly at the mangled bodies chained to the wall. A vague flicker of amusement coursed through him while they pleaded for their lives. He remained silent, and crouched to cup the jaw of the woman who stared, terrifiedly at her children.

"P-please p-p-p-please, l-let them go I-I'll d-do any-anything, l-let them go." She trembled beneath his finger tips. A smile flirted with the corners of his perfect lips, and he sighed. This woman, and her daughters, were Lycan. So though there was no way the prince would even think of letting them go, it was such a joy; tormenting her so.

"Let you go?"
"N-n-no; M-my m-my c-c-children.. P-please." She winced as he lifted her face to look at him.
"You fear for their lives?"
"P-plea-please."

He released her and knelt at the older daughter's side, watching the tween with cold eyes. Fearful tears flowed down her pale face as she stared wide-eydedly at him.

He gently stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. When she appeared calm, he took hold of ehr jaw, and twisted her her around. A sickening cracking noise filled the air, and the girl fell, limp.

He shot the mother a icy look. "I let her go."

The woman wailed, and pulled against her restraints. "P-Please! Aurian, my b-baby! N-n-no!" She howled painedly.
The younger daughter shreiked and squirmed against the chains, trying to move away from ehr sister's corpse, which lay propped agianst her.

Willym sneered and stood, cracking his knuckled with an annoyed expression. "I, am your prince. Say it now whelp- I may spare you."

The mother wept, and nodded. "P-please m-my princ-ce; D-don't k-kill m-m-my b-b-baayybbbyyyy..."

He wrinkled his nose and growled before kneeling at the younger daughter's side. "Hush now. Be brave you mutt." He tore the chains from the wall and held the teen aginast his body. "Shame." He spat, she was truly exquisite, pale skin, long, flowing blonde locks, fearful amethyst eyes... He took hold of her hair and forcefully tilted her head backward before plunging his teeth into her throat. Blood exploded into his mouth and drizzled down his partialy bare chest.

The girl fell limp, and without a seccond thought, he simply discarded her, dropping her on the floor.

"I've let them go."

The mother, enraged screamed and cried, flailing wildyly, in attempts to free ehrself; so as to attack him.
"That simply won't do, now will it miss?"

He reached down, and tore a peice of flesh from the first daughter's body before crushing the mother agianst the wall. The woman, pinned between him and the wall stared fearfully at him, while tears continued to streak down her face.

He lifted the flesh to her lips. She turned ehr face away, discusted and cried at the emotional torture he was placing upon her. He slipped the meat into his own mouth, and chewed a bit.

Forcefully, he grabbed the back of ehr neck and forced his lips upon ehr lown, prying her mouth open with his tounge- in went ehr daughter's flesh.

He could see ehr spirit die inside, truly he could.

With no remourse, he punged a fist into her chest, and simply laughed as the lycan died.


Willym had two lusts in life;

Blood, and women.

[Jack]

He had watched all this from the doorway of the chamber, arms crossed over his chest and shoulder leaning aganist the doorframe. His silvery blonde hair fell into his handsom face, ice blue eyes gazed at his brother with curiosity. Alex was different... Way different. For one, he was no longer on the side of the vampires, which only his father knew about so far, and two, he no longer had a pathetic mortal side that gave him emotions. He was full vampire now with a lycan half ready to kill. Like his brother, Alex had the same lusts but his lust for women had gone down emensly. For one, he was chasing after the woman, Chainz, who he believed could help him gain the respect he never had. Though he had an undying loyalty to his brother, he couldn't help feeling smug that Willym had no idea what he had been up to these past few days. Hell, he probably didn't even know he had been the one who murdered at school those many months ago.

"It seems to me, Willym, that you don't get out enough to play around with.... Other toys..." he said blandly, still leaning in the doorway, eyes sparkling with a certain kind of mischeif.

[Ivak]

(Hmm. Mind if I throw Zenobia in? She needs a good test-run.)

Stepping towards the Torture Chamber was a stunning female vampire. Her heels clicked again the floor, causing a slow rhythym. She was not interested in torturing anyone tonight. She merely wanted some time to think as she wandered about the lair of the Vampires. Her hair was, as usual, done up in a bun with long strands of hair hanging down on either side of her soft face.
Her eyes were sharp and pierced the darkness with a lithal aura, dark eyeliner immensing her glare.
Zenobia's lips were barely parted, revealing only a slight glimpse of her fangs. She held the handle of her parasol with both her slightly skeletal hands, sighing heavily.
She was about to enter the chamber, when the presense of Alex and Will came within her vision.
"Oh." she said, raising her brows in faint surprise. "Good evening, my princes." Zenobia bowed her head slightly, out of respect for the royal heirs.


(I believe they're royal, right? Jack and Syrenia?)

[Jack]

((Jack and Lora...Yes they are. I don't mind if you join! Could be interesting!))

Alex turned his attention to the heels he had heard for many minutes now getting closer and closer. He turned as she approched and raised a brow, nodding his head as she addressed him. "And, who might you be?" he asked her.

[Ivak]

(Sorry. I was even there for that roleplay! -smacks head- stupidity...)
"My name is Zenobia, m'lord." she replied, straightening once more. She was unsure of these two. Alex seemed like a promising King, yet Willym, well, in her mind she thought he'd do better as a warrior.
Zenobia held her gaze upon Alex's face for a moment before looking away. No, she was not shy. It was only maddeningly uncomfortable when being questioned by a superior. Some rulers would abuse the people below them if they dared to speak the wrong words.
"I'm sorry for intruding, shall I leave?" The vampriss cast a cold look at Willym. One that would turn the sun to ice, if that. Personally, she preffered that she herself did the killing; But, the princes had their way, no questions asked.

[Jack]

Alex lifted his other brow. "Leave? What for? Do we scare you?" a smirk crossed his features. "Anyway, might as well introduce ourselves. I am Alex and this is my twin brother Willym..." he said. "Why are you here? Surely you know that being out this late can cost you....your life usually..."

[Ivak]

"No, you do not frighten me." she responded coldly, her freezing eyes trained on his. "It merely just like you say. Being out this late can cost me my life." Zenobia looked away. "It has been a pleasure meeting you, but I'm afraid that my company does not belong here." Zenobia wasn't leaning towards the idea of leaving. She wanted to stay, and see what these two could do. Were they really worthy heirs of the lords? Flaring her nostrils, she barely resisted a snort. Glancing at the corpses that lined the walls of the dungeon, she raised one fine brow, vaguely intruiged by them. Had they all been killed by Willym?
Closing her eyes for only a moment, in her mind she disagreed with herself. 'No. I don't think he is quite that powerful...' she thought.

[bynx]

Chainz slipped down into the light from the rafter, landing just behind her puppet."Boo." she whispered into Alex's ear. Stepping to the side, she hung her arm around his neck and looked at the female vampire, who was lovely to look at for a vampire woman, and Alex's twin, Willym, who Chainz was more interested in. His lust for all woman, and more so for death and blood excited her in many ways. Alex was something, that was true, but she longed to be controlled, not to do the controlling.

[Jack]

Alex looked over at her as she dropped down and he grinned. "Hello, love..." he said. He wasn't truely meaning love. He was just using the name to show how aquinted he was with her. He didn't want his brother to believe he had been doing nothin gbut studying these past few months. God, that part of him was gone, thank the Lord.

[Trix]

Willym tore his hand from inside the corpses' chest, sending several beadlets of blood to the floor as his brother entered the chamber. For a long moment, he said nothing, and simply bask in the absolute surge of blood-lust and craveing for satisfaction before turning to the other.

His brother's semi-mocking words fell upon deaf ears as Will flicked the crimson liquid from his claw-like nails before quirking a brow and clearing his throat. "Eh? Other toys?" His eyes seemed to gain a dark gleam as a devilish smile crossed his lips. "Oh, I play with many other 'toys'.. But-- It seems I don't play nice." He wrinkled his nose in annoyance.

It was true. As his reputation for killing and torture was on the rise, so was that of his barron loving. He was not tender with his 'mates', and no female had yet endured sex and survived when it came to the prince. He saw no need for the weak.

When Zenobia entered the room, he allowed his gaze to remain transfixed on the cooling corpses infront of him, only glancing over when she spoke sharply. He simply quirked a brow, but remained silent, allowing his brother to speak.
"Company unwelcome here?" His low, rich voice rumbled, with a powerful attention commanding quality. "..For someone claiming to be unafraid, you run so eagerly." He allowed his eyes to trail up and down her figure, a dark, lustful expression in his eyes. To him, she was nothing, but a peice of meat, something to be obtained, and thrown away. All women were. To be controlled, and if proven worthy, perhaps welcome to remain in his bed.

As Chainz slid down from the rafters he simply shifted, poising his weight on the heels of his feet. She was quite interesting, wasn't she? Shame she belonged to Alex. A dark look flashed in his eyes, before the devilish fire began to grow in the depths of his ice hued eyes. "Mmmm."

He cracked his knuckles and folded his arms, expression returning to one of lust, and desensitivity.

[bynx]

Chainz cringed lightly at the word 'love'.... She was never anyones 'love'... That offended her. She owuld not be tied down. "It seems your brother is quite messy... Interesting.." she grinned, giving Willym a look, a quite approving look. She saw the look in his eyes, she returned it.

Gently, her nail rubbed down Alex's spine, and stopping at the base of his back. "So this is the famous twin, eh? " she quizzed, looking Willym over.

[Jack]

Alex turned his attention back to Willym. "The one and only..." he said. "Of course, the one I haven't seen since our school days..." he told him, giving him a curious look. "looks like I have no need to ask what he's been doing over the months for this clearly shows his prowess..."

[Trix]

Willym cast Chainz a dry look, when she spoke of him to his brother. 'Messy'. He stuck his tongue into his cheek before rocking onto his toes, eyes trained on Alex, Chainz and Zenobia. He simply smirked and gave his head a brief shake. His lust for blood was far from satisfied, and the women in this room pryed at his senses. He expelled a short, sharp breath, somewhat annoyed.

"Famous twin?" He drawled over the statement and chuckled coldly before closing his eyes. "More infamous than anything." He chided blandly, deep voice like rolling thunder in the still air of the room. He peeled his eyes open and quirked a brow. "REally, my brother. You haven't seen me?" He paused, dark eyes gleaming with a cold expression. "I have seen you. As for my prowess..." He smirked icily and broke off before shrugging. "Let us not think of me, what of you and your new.. prize?" He asked, notioning to the woman draped over him.

[bynx]

Chainz growled. "I am no prize...." she thundered. "I am his reward, for a job well done. Hasn't he told you? He survived. He survived a soul stealer's magic. I stole his humans soul. He is a pure vampire and werewolf as one. I do believe that makes him more powerful than...lets say....you." she smirked.

[Jack]

Alex grinned inwardly but didn't show it. For once, he liked being better then Willym. Not that he had had any grudges for Will over the years. They were twins. He had to face that fact. And the fact that Will was first in line didn't bother him at all. He didn't even want the throne. But, with this new power and energy corsing through him and seeing Willym as he was now, made him proud of how powerful he had become.

[Trix]

In an instant, the distance between Willym and Chainz was gone. He stood now, holing her against his hard body, staring down at her with dark, almost obsidean eyes. They were smouldering- yet at the same time, held a deadly ice. He fisted her hair, and tilted her head back, so as to look into her eyes. Controllingly, he kept her this way, and scented her neck before smirking and simply releasing her.

He took a few steps back and sent his brother, and Chainz a challenging look before chuckling under his breath, with a callous tone underlying. "Interesting." He smirked and clenched a fist, before shoving them in his pockets, and returning to his cold, uncaring state.

"Though your company has been riviting.." His voice was laced with a venomous sarcasm. "...I'm afraid I am preoccupied elsewhere.."

[Jack]

Alex narrowed his eyes. He wasn't liking the way Willym was becoming. It definatly wasn't the same brother he had grown up with. "What is your problem?" His voice rang out all around the cabin, his eyes narrowed and his fists clenched. "You want to throw us aside like we're nothing more then mere mortals?" he growled.

[bynx]

Chainz growled, but allowed him to be so close to her, he sent riveting shivers down her body, and she lusted for him, for his soul, for his mentality, for his utter control. She wanted him like she's never wanted any other. Stepping back as he released him, she regained control.

"Of course, we understand. Who wouldn't love to play with defenseless toys that are easily killed. Sounds like fun." she smirked. Turning to Alex, she smirked again. "i have...business to take care of." Leaping, she disappeared into the rafters, and into the shadows, gone.

[Trix]

Willym lifted ahand to his brow, and wrinkled his nose before expelling a low growl. "So dramatic my brother.. so juvinile. Stomp your feet, and make a scene for me will you? A show before I leave, make it appropriate, my dear baby brother.." The mockery in which he spoke was blunt, and a blatant disrespect. Though, being so desensitized to other's emotions and reactions, had made him care less and less about whose toes he tread upon.

When Chainz spoke, trying to get beneath his skin, the heir simply smirked and shook his head. She dissapeared into teh rafters, and he cast his sibling an annoyed look. "As I said, I have obligations I must tend to."

[Jack]

He shook his head. "Whatever..." he turned and left, his footsteps eching down the hall.

[Ivak]

(ekk! I'm lost!)

Zenobia glared darkly at Will. "I don't think I asked for your opinion, my prince."
She cast a glance to Chainz a dirty glance, then looked away when she left.

(Oh mai. I need a road map. What just happened?)